Chapter 3 Sweet Grief 39

CHRIS ENDED UP being stranded the next two nights at some little airport in Maryland, as a huge spring snowstorm shut down most of the East Coast. But, hopefully, he would be home tonight, and I was looking forward to seeing him. He was working on a short fuse, as he had been flying with an older pilot who was close to retirement and he drove Chris crazy. It wasn’t so much just being stranded and not coming home, but even more disconcerting was having to spend two days and nights with Ed. You know how it is. Every job has that one person who triggers the shit out of you.

For Chris it was Ed. Because Chris chose a therapist as a wife, of course, he has looked at this trigger from many sides. He believes that Ed triggers his father issues in him. His father would ask Chris the same thing a million times and acted as if he couldn’t ever get anything right. Well, his Dad may be long gone from his life, but he created Ed in his place to keep working things out.

It is amazing how life seems to handle our healing and our wounds. It just keeps on ripping off the scabs until we are willing to poke around inside that old wound and bring out all the toxic emotions we have stuck there. Those thoughts kind of lead me into looking into life more deeply than I have. You know, this whole business of soul agreements and maybe even past lives just sent